Princess Jian Guo gl

I had a dream.

The wind is cold and the dead leaves are falling.Routine banquets in the palace, flattery, so boring.I lied about going to change clothes, put on a cloak of reddish color, and didn't bring any servants with me, so I wandered around the imperial garden by myself.

When you get tired from walking around, go to the pavilion to rest your feet. There is a charcoal basin in the pavilion, and someone always adds charcoal to it, so the pavilion feels warm and comfortable.

I took out a piece of paper from my sleeve, and there were a few lines written on it.I stared at it for a while, sighed, and was so bored that I was about to throw it into the charcoal basin and burn it.

Before the paper was released from his hand, someone behind him gently pinched it.This hand is as white as jade, pure and slender.Before I could take a closer look, I took back the paper I was about to throw away.

Then there was a gentle and pleasant voice: "Wait a minute."

I turned my head and saw a woman in elegant palace attire standing behind me.This woman had a smile on her face and an elegant demeanor, although she was not as charming as Hua Yanyue, she had a unique charm, especially the amorous mole under her eyes seemed to hide thousands of deep feelings.

I vaguely remember which lady she is from, but I don't know her name.

"You are……"

She pursed her lips and smiled lightly, and without saluting me, she sat on the stone bench next to me, and then looked down at my writing carefully.

"Who told you to read it!" I saw her looking at my pen and ink without saying a word, I was a little embarrassed, and snatched it away.

She didn't dodge either, and let me take the letter away, but her dark eyes were shining brightly.

"You wrote this?"

I put it in my sleeve: "Is it related to you?"

She didn't care about my indifference, her gentle eyes were smiling, "This novel is well written, why burn it?"

I was taken aback: "You call it a novel?"

She nodded gently, her voice was like a warm spring breeze: "Naturally."

The black mist in my heart dissipated, and I suddenly became cheerful.She is the first one to be recognized by others for the text I wrote.

After a pause, I looked at her vigilantly: "You are not flattering me, are you?" After all, there have been rumors in the court that the emperor wants to make me the position of supervisor of the country and hold important power.

She smiled again when she heard the words, and shook her head slightly: "No. It's really well written." She raised her eyes and looked at me gently: "It's just that it would be better to change the word Qingliu a little bit."

Qingliu is the protagonist in my writing, and I regard her as myself.

"What's your opinion?"

She pondered for a moment, dipped her hand in some tea, and wrote two words on the stone table.

"Clean pomegranate."

I curled my lips: "I think you can write anything, nothing more than that."

She nodded with a smile.

I thought about it, and suddenly said: "Since you think the writing is good, why don't you write with me, and I'll see what you can write?"

"How to write?" It seems that she is also a little interested.

"Just follow my ending. If I think it's good, then follow your ending..." I thought she wouldn't understand me, but I was about to explain in detail.

She smiled and said, "Okay."

Looking up at the sky: "It's getting late, my father has not allowed me to come out for a long time. I will finish writing at home and send it to your palace."

"Do you know who I am?" I was a little surprised. Seeing her impolite appearance, I thought she took me for a lady from some house.

"The pseudonym in your article is too vague, so I asked you to change it. Otherwise, if people see it, it will cause trouble."

She seemed to think of something again: "It seems illegal to write your name in my letter to you, why not hide it too, how about calling you Qingru?" She dipped in tea and wrote those two words.

"up to you."

She chuckled: "Then I'll go first. I'll give you the next article in a few days."

"Ah."

She curled away.

That's when I remembered that I didn't ask her name.

"Hey, I want to write back to you, what should I call you?"

She stopped and said with a gentle smile, "Take Mulianzhu from my first and last name, how about Zhuya?"

I didn't take it seriously: "It's really not good."

She said with a good temper: "Then how about the bamboo buds?"

I was happy: "Tooth decay is good, this is good." I actually smiled and lay on the table.

Wait and raise your head and open your eyes...

"Aliu, what's wrong with you?" An Xiangli and Wei Ziming looked at each other with concern.

"what?"

I didn't react for a while, I just felt my body staggered, and I looked around, and it turned out that I was in the carriage.

An Xiangli pressed my forehead with a handkerchief: "What dream did you have? You look so painful and sweat so much."

I just realized that my back was almost soaked.

"Huh?" I said blankly.

An Xiangli shook her head: "I ask what dream you had!"

"I did it..." I paused, and I didn't even remember what I dreamed in my dream. I only remembered a gentle sentence: "How about Zhuya?"

I shook my head slowly: "Forgot."

Wei Ziming immediately laughed at me: "Follow your broken head, forget about being normal."

I stood up, looked at the bare hills outside the car window, and then remembered that I was on my way to Zhenqu.

I just breathed a sigh of relief, and then I paused again: "No, why are you two in my car?!"

I clearly remember that I was the only one in the carriage when I left the city!

Wei Ziming and An Xiangli looked at me and smiled flatteringly.

I am dumbfounded: "Say!"

Wei Ziming was aggrieved: "Then he is also worried about A-Ling."

An Xiangli felt aggrieved: "Then they are also worried about the second sister."

I smiled: "You guys better make up a reason for me to believe, especially Xiangli."

Wei Ziming said: "My old man forced me to marry a wife, so I have to go out and hide."

An Xiangli said: "My father forced me to marry, and I also want to go out and hide."

I continued to smile at them.

After a while, the two finally lowered their heads and said the truth with a guilty conscience: "I want to play."

***

An Yunluo tidied up a clean place in this small space, and called Fu Ling who was still trying to remove the wall above her head: "Don't waste your efforts, this wall weighs a thousand catties, and it depends on how you and I move it." open."

Fu Ling corrected: "It's just me. You haven't moved from the beginning to the end."

An Yunluo smiled and said, "A-Ling is still fussing over when."

Fu Ling: "..."

Fu Ling sat down a foot away from An Yunluo: "It's been a day, and the person who sent the news has already arrived in Lin Province."

"Ah Liu will receive the urgent letter at eight hundred miles tomorrow."

"Ah."

An Yun paused for a moment, then said with a gentle smile: "What are you doing sitting so far away, I won't eat you."

Fu Ling said lightly: "It's hard to say."

An Yunluo paused with a smile: "A Ling, what does this mean?"

Fu Ling leaned against the wall, and said in a flat tone that it might rain tomorrow: "You can't even count the number of times you sent people to assassinate me?"

An Yunluo lowered her eyes, and when she raised her head again, her gentle smile turned into a half-smile without warmth: "Everyone, each other."

Fu Ling didn't speak anymore.

An Yunluo said melancholy: "This time the handle of the knife was smeared with poison, but you are still fine. What a pity."

Fu Ling thought of the constant pain in her wound during this time, and comforted her: "It's not a pity."

An Yunluo evoked his usual smile: "That's all. Anyway, we might all die here."

The aftershocks were violent, and the beams of this house were not strong at all. Once they broke somewhere, they would be completely buried under the ruins.

Following Fu Ling's example, An Yunluo also folded his hands behind his head: "My father is probably willing to trade my life for yours."

Fu Ling's expression moved slightly, and she glanced at her: "You can still smile like this at this time, I admire you."

An Yunluo said gently: "What? Don't everyone like this kind of gentle face?"

"You are right, everyone likes it."

An Yunluo's eyes darkened when he heard the words, and he smiled slowly: "I didn't expect that a dignified general would not die when he was surrounded by the enemy, but he was crushed to death by a wall in the end."

Fu Ling closed her eyes: "Shut up, I don't know how many days I will be sleepy, and there is no water here."

An Yunluo took out two glowing red fruits from behind: "I picked it up in the morning when I went out, but I didn't expect it to be really effective." Throwing one to Fu Ling, "Save and eat."

Fu Ling took it and continued to rest with her eyes closed.

She was right this time, because the aftershock was violent and the mountain collapsed, so the rescuers couldn't get in, and the people left in the county were all old, weak, sick and disabled, so they couldn't do much.

In this way, the day passed...

Two days have passed...

five days...

seven days...

Fu Ling had no strength in her whole body, she couldn't even stand up, she just felt terribly sleepy.

"Aling, Aling, you must not sleep."

Fu Ling opened her eyes when she heard the words. In the dimness, it seemed that someone was sitting beside her, looking at her tenderly.

"A Ling, you're going to sleep this time, but you really won't be able to get up."

Fu Ling blinked: "You always show up when I'm dying, and I don't know if you're here to pick me up or come..."

With a lump in her throat, Fu Ling stopped speaking.

The man smiled slightly, even though his brows were gentle, but there was sadness in his eyes.

"A Ling, I have a lot to say to you, but I don't know how to start it."

Fu Ling didn't know where the strength came from, so she leaned against that person, hugged her gently, and uttered these words with all her life in her dry throat: "I miss you."

The shoulders were slightly hot, and the man seemed to be shedding tears: "I don't want you, I don't want you..."

"I see you often."

"A Ling, you understand, that's not the real me. The me now is not the real me either."

"I want to see you." Especially, I want to see you.

"One day, you, me, and she will all meet each other." She stood up and backed away slowly.

"Don't go, don't..."

The last thing in my memory is her gentle smile and sad eyes.

"Shuya..."

The wall collapsed, and a long-lost light shone in.

A woman rushed in first: "Fu Ling! An Yunluo! Where are you?"

An exclamation came from behind: "Princess is dangerous, don't enter!"

"Ah, here they are!"

The woman helped Fu Ling up first: "Fu Ling still has breath, go and see An Yunluo!"

A man's voice: "She has it too."

"Come here! Imperial doctor! Stretcher! Carry them out quickly!"

Fu Ling struggled to open her eyes, but someone covered her eyes with a black handkerchief.

She stretched out her hand, trying to grab the person she had missed for a long time.

"Don't, don't go..."

——Shuya, I really, really miss you.

——I know, A Ling.

The author has something to say:

Fu Ling is cp.

This article is not np.

Every girl has her own story.

The princess is not smart she is not!